1.31.

I grew up in a
dead relic
culture
Sometimes
I wonder if
I  am to
abide by
My Mans
law

Wandering so
delicately
I am becoming
Mother Nature
slowly reclaiming

Ivory castles
Fragrance
of
frankincense
Dissolving lies
with butterfly
nets
That were weaved
so faithfully
by dear
Penelope
In midnights
past
Made from
her silk tears
and cobwebs
crystal clear

Every now and then
I catch me a clever man

Laying and lying
in fields with
My Man
Les Fleur Sauvage
Telling him my
visions of Eastern
catastrophes

For eight days
My Baby
you won’t be
able to find
me
I’ll be planting
White Lilies
in the Red Caves
in my dreams

And I have seen
the futures
Tasted the fear
Watched the
Angels cry
their fiery
tears  

The road to heaven
is paved with
bad intentions

And Dear Lord
When I do get to
Hell
Please let me
bring
My Man
He’s a real
*******
We’re gonna
burn
hand in hand

1.30.

Locked away
in my harem
My sinister bedroom
Of lost lonely souls
Burning my holy wood
Waiting for the call
from My Man
in Hollywood

Forbidden miracles
Outlaws and sinners
Excepting holy trades
Prayers to justify
my evil ways

I’m smoking the
finest of *****
Imported from
the diamond
projects
My Man
He smuggled
it in

Oh now look
what he did
He tied me up
in lace
He made me
scream
He made me beg
Then on my
knees
He made me say

“Please
  I need one
  last kiss
  so I don’t fall
  from my Grace”

Your eyes
I once needed
like ******
Now bite me
like a venomous
snake
I tried to find
a cure in someone
else but they
****** out
my soul and
told me I was
healed

These Grey
mistakes
I make

Will eventually
make me famous
Temporarily outrageous
My etiquette is
dangerously contagious

On the front page
On every News paper
The headlines will
be saying

That girl is
Extra, Extra!
Read all about it!

These are the
questions to ask
when God’s become
reincarnated

1.29.

My Man
My Man
He
disappeared
again
He’s up in
the sky
Getting his
belt
Gonna make me
his girl
again

My Man
My Man
Gonna put me
in my place
again
He’s high
so high
on regulated
*****

Don’t overdose
off dosages
that set out
to become  
oceans

Drinking
Jupiter’s gin
Getting drunk
So drunk
Spinning around
Falling down
Creating new
orbits
Galaxies within

Universe was
made
When My Man
made a
commitment

My Man
My Man
He’s craving
me again
In my bed
dark desires
and discipline
Telling me
how good
so good
I’ve been
Making it
hard
so hard
to repent
for what
I did

My Man
My Man
He ain’t
never
gonna ask
My Man
My Man
He is
begging
me for
forgiveness

I must be
The Queen
of the
******

I ain’t never
gonna give him
back
Your Man
Your Man
I’m making
him mine
again

1.28.

I once was a
mistress
of a cowboy in
The New West

The way he kissed
The way he touched
When we made love
No filter
it was rough

And just like the
tobacco he rolled
that *******
lit me up

Well my Daddy
always said
Every Best Western
always gets ruined
by a Scarlett
that falls for
a cowboy like
My Man

1.27.

I have become
the manifestation
of all desires
Temptation incarcerated
If you want to get
with me
Only God need apply

If a misbehaved
woman makes
history
My story will
become mythology

This is the Dandelion Odyssey
You can call me Helen of Troy

A beautiful mind
and behind
such as mine
Has been known
to cause
a few holy wars

I’m making new
combinations
as a clever decoy

I’ll go down in
silent skies
Rare Northern
lights
As I dance on 17
sharp edges
Take one look
at me
I’m a vision
of a masterpiece

A new age
Mona Lisa
The perfect
reality of
Valhalla and
Hel

As I walk down the
staircase in
my 9 inch
heels

I’m looking
around
And I’m not
a fan
I can’t seem
to be able
to find
My Man

Bloodlines
of
Dark Tzars
Smoking cigars
Filling holes
in
Old cemeteries

I’m trying to find
my long lost
Baby

1.26.

I sit by my bedroom window
Smoking
Waiting
Praying the Rosary  

Counting how long
it takes to inhale
different brands
of cigarettes

For 144 days
I have waited for you

Tracking every minute
Time
Tick
Ticking
away
is what I have left  

I don’t write these
sad poems because
you broke my heart
No
I write them because
you made me whole again

I remember telling Jesus
as he was about to
lay down his cross

“ you chose this
  this does not have
  to be your fate”

But he had made
his decision long ago

He never said
the words in my presence
But I know he died to save me

The only reason
a hero
is victorious
is because
they choose
to loose
everything

As I continue to look out
my bedroom widow
Remembering a day
I felt more free
Now
even the sun remains cold

That’s all there
really was
of me
That’s all that’s
really left
of me
A faded memory
of a passing moment
when nothing really mattered
Locked away in my bedroom
when everything seemed possible
in a impossible moment

If I could have it my way
the world wouldn’t
be much better
of a place anyways

I tried so hard
to save everyone’s
grace
but I struggle
daily trying to
save my own

And now
I don’t even have
Jesus around
to save me
anymore

So I am leaving
the graveyard
where I love to linger

Top of my class
On the honour roll
I graduated
I received my
Masters

This is my last life
With my death
I’m going to
cause natural
disasters

1.25.

Stella Ella
That girl is
super Bella
Ella Stella
Your getting
old
That girl is
gonna grow up
to be a
super nova

Ella Ella ola
My girl you
gotta try
You gotta
get sober
Your so Bella
My girl
you better learn
You gotta
do what I
tell ya

Bella Bella Stella
That girl is so
dangerous
Mi Bella Ella
Now that girl
is worried
She told me
Jesus won’t save us

Oh mi Bella Ella
Now my babies gone
She’s hiding behind
those three
mischievous stars

Mi oh my Bella Ella
So fine so stellar
I tried to help her
However this time
my baby your too
far gone